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20 Apr 2003 @ 21:02, by Quidnovi
I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes
Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief
I've kept this single faith, I have but one belief
A thousand years
---Lyrics by Sting (Music by Sting & Kipper)
A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs
To a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face
A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point , this single flame,
The single haunted memory of your face
I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune's child to judge another's crimes
Or wear this pilgrim's cloak, or be a common thief
I've kept this single faith, I have but one belief
I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
'Til you love me
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Photo Credit:
You are right, it's not Sting holding a dove in the picture above. That's Rutger Hauer in Blade Runner, the film by Ridley Scott (inspired by the Philip K. Dick novel, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?)
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Category: Inspiration
5 comments
8 May 2003 @ 12:15 by martha : and according to the asylum
francis your new name is Poopsie Chickenhead! (we have lots of stings music in Pasadena)
Sincerely, Loopy Bubblenose
8 May 2003 @ 13:52 by : ?
Hmmm...I am not sure what to make of that last comment of yours, Martha.
Is it {link:http://www.newciv.org/mem/persnewslog.php?did=49&vid=49&xmode=show_article&amode=standard&aoffset=0&artid=000049-000069&time=1052426854|"New Style Thinking"}?
8 May 2003 @ 14:20 by martha : LOL Poopsie
We have lots of Stings Cd's which of course does reflect NST. thanks for showing the connection.
8 May 2003 @ 15:01 by istvan : Most people...
most people will never understand the true meaning of this,and may be there are none who will.
9 May 2003 @ 06:36 by : Sting is generally good...
and the links are pretty good too. Thanks Francis.
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